"Pocket Park" Chapter IV By Mike Austin
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IV.
Louis refilled a mug of coffee, sat on one of the new bar stools and propped up at the island counter, reflecting how sex had really taken off for him over the past few years. Not that he had ever been a prude, but there'd been a lull of encounters, that seemed to have disappeared since taking the new professorial position at Jackson College, three years ago. He'd found that like today, the new guys showed up unexpectedly and often, in multiples; like Jim and Caldo yesterday. Louis drifted away then reflected on the hard, driving fuck Caldo had delivered and young stud Jim's repeat orgasms. Louis' dick throbbed and the urge to jack off grew in magnitude. Jackson College required professors to teach one Summer Semester until gaining tenure (ten years), thus Louis would still work several more Summer Semesters. The College allowed them to select which Summer Semester they taught and Louis typically taught the first semester, as he was already on a momentum and easy to maintain after a long Spring term. While he'd not had sex with any of his students, there were quite a few that turned him on. Fellow Staffers were a different story.
Greg Atkins is a tall, married, mid-thirties, black guy who Louis met at an across-town adult bookstore, one rainy weekend, just after taking the new position at Jackson. Greg and Louis and several other guys found themselves stranded at the book store in the driving rainstorm and decided to take advantage of the entrapment, video arcade and gloryholes. Louis caught a glimpse of Greg in the scaled back lighting of the common video hallway and Louis cruised the sexy guy a couple of times before Greg turned abruptly into one of the booths. Louis followed immediately, just as Greg dropped a series of tokens into the arcade video and the screen lit up; two guys and a girl were engaged in serious three-way action. Louis wasted no time dropping to a crouching position before the sexy guy, worked his fly down and hauled the ample and growing cock from his boxer briefs. Louis licked the man's head, swirling his tongue around the blunt dickhead made the cock assume mammoth proportions and Greg's hands cupped the back of Louis' head and guided him deeper onto the lengthening cock. The scene was almost surreal, thunder, lightning and rain outside, background general rock music inside and the muffled sounds of blowjobs being given and taken. Louis began slowly but increased the pace as he worked the new guy to an intense orgasm. Greg's panting and face fucking led to the cum Louis and Greg needed and soon Louis stood from his crouched position, extended his hand to the new stud he'd just blown and introduced himself. The man responded with a grin and replied "good to have met and gotten one amazing headjob". The tempest outside continued and the pair moved to an end point of the hallway where they could talk a bit more and farther away from any one of the audio system's speakers. Louis pulled out a personal card he had printed for this very reason and handed it to the new sexy guy; adding "anytime you need to get away and get blown, let me know, I'm happy to meet and blow, no strings". Greg took the new guy's card, thanked him, groped his crotch and replied "thanks bud and my dick thanks you too". After a few more claps of thunder outside the storm eased up and Greg Atkins disappeared from the video hallway, the arcade and out into the soggy night. Louis stood, watching the new stud get in his black SUV, then pull away and disappear in the night. He hoped the card and blowjob would do the trick and get him repeat connections with the new guy, Greg Atkins. That was a Sunday night and to his surprise, Monday morning he arrived early to campus, pulled into his designated parking zone and was surprised to find Greg Atkins supervising a landscape crew for the college. Greg had not seen him, and Louis wasn't sure that was any good an idea just yet, and relocated to the opposite end of the parking lot, just as a precaution. During the walk into the building, greeting other staffers, going into his office and finding protection, Louis escaped to focus on Greg's cock and the power the cock addiction had over him. Louis felt the adrenaline rush and knew the dick quest would be very strong and only grow until he sated the beast within and suck a dick. It was only 6:45 a.m. How had this addiction grown to such prominence in his life, he considered; then locked his office door, turned off the lights and hauled his own handsome dick from his slacks and beat off. The orgasm brought immediate calm. After cleaning up, Louis resumed his routine, left his office and entered the classroom of thirty-three math majors, as he'd been so many years earlier and began his lecture. For the next 50 minute class, he'd change focus to teaching and logic and away from his cock quest.
This term, Louis had an easy M-W-F schedule, first class 7- 7:50, then an office hour 8-9; class from 9-9:50, followed by another office hour 10-11; his third class 11-11:50; an office hour 12-1, then lunch and one more class from 2-2:50. He had available time that he posted his final office hour from 3-4, but the campus was usually quiet by then and he sued it more for grading papers and other admin work or planning the rest of his day and week, but that day, the hour was spent reliving the cock and cum Greg Atkins had delivered last night in the arcade booth in the thunderstorm. His T-TH schedule was equally easy, classes 7-8:30, 9-10:30, 11-12:30, lunch 1-2 and office hours 8:30-9, 10:30-11, 12:30-1 and 2-4. He was happy not to have any early evening class or office hours as he'd had the 1st two terms at the college, when he never got away before 7 at night; leaving large gaps of time for personal errands, but disrupting his routine and giving him way too much time to suck cock and feed his addiction. Louis had always been an early riser and recalled in college, sucking cock early from jocks and businessmen out for a morning run or after their work outs. Louis couldn't recall a time when cocks and their pursuit weren't a prominent chase. At lunch today, he strolled the campus and spied Greg Atkins and his crew still at work. Louis admired the sexy guy from a distance, disturbed only by a student's greeting. After exchanging pleasantries, Louis headed back inside to his 2pm class, already assembled. He gave them a reading assignment, no lecture, reminded them of the logic paper due date, then delved into his own reflection of life as a cock addict.
It was after this day's introspection, that Louis found the highlight of the nearby Pocket Park, where a few years later, he'd meet Jim. He stopped at a McDonald's for sweet tea, then drove deliberately to the small picnic park, lodged between the railroad and the highway. That day he met Phil, a steel salesman, taking an after work break, making phone calls and noting new orders on his laptop. The man's grey F-150 pick-up sat beneath one of the tall poplars, and cast in the shadow of the shade tree. Louis stepped from his car, walked to a line of sight of the furry stud who in no time, exited his truck, walked to the passenger side and stood, waiting. Louis lost no time joining the guy, who already had his dick out, showing it to this guy who was an obvious cocksucker. The man shook his cock in mid-air taunting Louis, who wasted no time kneeling in front of the salesman Phil and giving him a rushed headjob, in part due to the approaching train and a van of a young family, settling in for a picnic. Still Louis achieved his goal of getting a dick, stood and thanked the salesman, got his name and suggested he call if he needed head again; then handed Phil his personal card. Phil had this area for his territory and was in the neighborhood weekly, and each week, got an ace blowjob from Louis. Both guys got what they needed. Louis has been blowing Phil weekly on Wednesdays, for three years. Louis enjoys Phil's curved veiny dick and heavy balls as they hang from the fly. Louis tugs Phil's balls as he blows him. They long ago moved from the Pocket Park action to Louis' home for comfort and security.
It was just after one of these sessions with Phil that Louis's cell rang. Greg Atkins was the caller and asked if Louis had any "free time"? As Phil dressed, Louis continued the phone call and was eager to get Greg's call. Bidding Louis a wave and thumbs up, Phil left Louis on the phone call and disappeared into the intense Summer heat. Greg went on to explain that his wife had left to visit her mom out of town and wondered about "connecting for that swim in your pool, you'd offered"? Louis was eager for the visit and gave Greg his address again. Louis had only found the house after being offered the position at Jackson College and had actually only moved in the Summer before actually beginning his position there. Three years later he'd have his first, fellow staffer dick and a swim or would they swim first? LOL
The doorbell rang, Louis opened the door and found Greg standing, backlit by the sun's intense glare. Louis invited the new guy inside, where it was much cooler and a cold drink or beer. Greg accepted the iced cold beer and remarked about the fine pool and patio, the volume of books, at which Louis withheld advising he knew they both worked at Jackson and Louis offered the grand tour. Greg accepted and as they entered the master bedroom, Louis turned and asked if Greg wanted to spend "the free time" before or after a swim? Greg smiled, nodded down to his crotch; Louis winked, groped the handsome sexy man; dropped down and unzipped the man's slacks, paused before unzipping and tugging out the thick dick and heavy balls; then slowly sucked the firming cock deep into the back of his mouth and down his throat. Greg stood motionless as Louis administered an ace blowjob. Louis wanted to make this session last and he did. Greg rode up and down the orgasm coaster several times before urging Louis to "get him off"! When Louis shut off his brakes and took Greg deep down one final time, Greg clamped his wide hands down on Louis's head and filled him full of dense nut; which Louis eagerly swallowed completely. Louis remained hung from Greg's still firm dick for a few more minutes until he couldn't withstand Louis' continued dick lapping and stepped back, gasping and grinning!!! Louis stood, began to strip down, found a set of trunks for Greg, tugged his own on and the pair headed for the pool and that promised post-sex swim. Greg would stay for 4 hours and several more blowjobs that evening before heading home, after promising a return "visit" in the near future. In fact, Greg returned each day that his wife remained away visiting her mom, that week. He's been a weekly regular ever since.